10-11-2018, 06:59 PM
Out of the blue, so many Sunhaveners were creeping out of the shadows in such a short amount of time, it rendered Leroy nearly uncomfortable; those sensualities could owe to the fact that the number of beings present could be compared to the total active clanmates he had in his home, and there was likely more Sunhaveners to come. The lacking in population which Tanglewood was currently experiencing deeply saddened him, for he had to idly witness the passing and disappearances of those he held as friends, rivals, any value in between, and the guardsman has absolutely no firm control over it. At least the tradesfolk present in happysville could live life without fearing an impending deconstruction of their tribe, said fear being especially prevalent in his homeland, what with all those catastrophic ghosties floating about.
In order appeared what appeared like an abomination of nature, greeting herself as Marina (or Monroe), whose name Leroy recognized as the leader, or Helion, of Sunhaven. Somewhat of a gentleman, he’d subtly dip his noggin out of recognition, seeing her as a higher-up regardless of the clan of which she oversaw, and that unorthodox appearance of hers. He did not ignore her inquiry regarding the news, of that the hound had a vast amount of, for Leroy heard the incoming footsteps of her people, and did not wish for others to intrude on his story with their greetings. The next creature to make the scene was a serval, one of few words, thank god. Following suit encroached a mug that was strikingly familiar to Leroy - ah yeah, she was that chick with the pet... hamster? He recalled that her name was of a planetary body - Venus, right? A faint sense of nostalgia tickled his throat as the femme appeared, glad that at least one of the past Tanglers weren’t lying dead in a random bog. The mongrel gave her a toothy grin as the ex-Tangler echoed his comment, which would immediately disperse when the name Ophelia was brought up.
"Ophelia’s doin’ fine, I guess... I kinda love’er, actually," he’d casually remark, previous to sorely stating ”she jus’ stopped showin’ up about two weeks ago, and I do miss’er so, but I’m positive she’ll come up.”
Sighing, he’d shift his amber glare to the bunch present, all of whom had introduced themselves in one way or another. If anyone else had decided to interrupt, these folk could explain to them at a later date what he’d in a moment say.
”By th’ sounds of it, everyone’s experiencing ghost issues. Our Delilah has discovered a few methods ‘n repelling them, and they actually work. Uh, ya need ta smudge the area, burn sage and spread the smoke, and saltwater works, too. Morgan and us recently built like a mausoleum, a giant tomb, and almost immediately these ghosts came. Now, he’s sayin’ that there’s some inter-dimensional crap an’... I don’ understand anything but if it works, it works.”
”Other than that, the Pitt’s been causin’ trouble for us, for they kidnapped two of our members - and I even had ta save one of ‘em -, but Tanglewood’s barely staying on its feet with the ten of us there, so there’s no way we’d be able to attack ‘em. Oh yeah - s’many people suddenly jus’ disappeared all of a sudden, and very little people are joining, so we’re dwindling. Everyone there’s either a high position, or dead. It ain’t a pretty sight.”
”We’re struggling, and tha’ huge army of spirits hauntin’ our every move certainly ain’t helping us. But, other than our crisis we’re going through, ‘s just business as usual”.
In order appeared what appeared like an abomination of nature, greeting herself as Marina (or Monroe), whose name Leroy recognized as the leader, or Helion, of Sunhaven. Somewhat of a gentleman, he’d subtly dip his noggin out of recognition, seeing her as a higher-up regardless of the clan of which she oversaw, and that unorthodox appearance of hers. He did not ignore her inquiry regarding the news, of that the hound had a vast amount of, for Leroy heard the incoming footsteps of her people, and did not wish for others to intrude on his story with their greetings. The next creature to make the scene was a serval, one of few words, thank god. Following suit encroached a mug that was strikingly familiar to Leroy - ah yeah, she was that chick with the pet... hamster? He recalled that her name was of a planetary body - Venus, right? A faint sense of nostalgia tickled his throat as the femme appeared, glad that at least one of the past Tanglers weren’t lying dead in a random bog. The mongrel gave her a toothy grin as the ex-Tangler echoed his comment, which would immediately disperse when the name Ophelia was brought up.
"Ophelia’s doin’ fine, I guess... I kinda love’er, actually," he’d casually remark, previous to sorely stating ”she jus’ stopped showin’ up about two weeks ago, and I do miss’er so, but I’m positive she’ll come up.”
Sighing, he’d shift his amber glare to the bunch present, all of whom had introduced themselves in one way or another. If anyone else had decided to interrupt, these folk could explain to them at a later date what he’d in a moment say.
”By th’ sounds of it, everyone’s experiencing ghost issues. Our Delilah has discovered a few methods ‘n repelling them, and they actually work. Uh, ya need ta smudge the area, burn sage and spread the smoke, and saltwater works, too. Morgan and us recently built like a mausoleum, a giant tomb, and almost immediately these ghosts came. Now, he’s sayin’ that there’s some inter-dimensional crap an’... I don’ understand anything but if it works, it works.”
”Other than that, the Pitt’s been causin’ trouble for us, for they kidnapped two of our members - and I even had ta save one of ‘em -, but Tanglewood’s barely staying on its feet with the ten of us there, so there’s no way we’d be able to attack ‘em. Oh yeah - s’many people suddenly jus’ disappeared all of a sudden, and very little people are joining, so we’re dwindling. Everyone there’s either a high position, or dead. It ain’t a pretty sight.”
”We’re struggling, and tha’ huge army of spirits hauntin’ our every move certainly ain’t helping us. But, other than our crisis we’re going through, ‘s just business as usual”.